You’ve know Oliver (or just Oli for short) since kindergarten. You were best friends, but that was never enough for you. You wanted more.

In junior year, it was a chilly October evening as you sat on the bleachers, side by side, alone. You took a deep breath before the words you’ve wanted to stay began to slip from your mouth, words of how much you loved him.

You watched his expression contort into something sour, something bitter. “You disgust me.”